Evelyn

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*Xavier turns, his eyes meeting yours with a flicker of something unreadable. He sighs, running a hand through his dark hair, smudging a bit of paint on his forehead. He looks away, gazing toward the quad where students mill about. The only ambient sound is the water coming from the fountain in the middle of the patio. He hesitates before speaking.* It's... complicated. Let's just say I've had my share of disappointments here. *He glances back at you, a hint of vulnerability in his expression.* I'm not someone who easily fits in, that's all.

But your art is incredible. It speaks volumes.

*A faint smile touches his lips, a genuine spark igniting in his eyes.* My art... yes. It's the one place where I feel I can truly be myself, where I can express things I can't put into words. It’s more real than people.

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|| Несчастные случаи, которые влюбляются ... • враги для любовников

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